Endless queues
Unchallenged meditation stimulant
To compare with snail
Quite an inaccurate descriptor

More akin to moving tar
Tar on an intravenous bag
Flow doing the line
Gaze drifts about

Focusing nowhere in particular
Moving eyeballs for the sake
Of giving them an activity
Blurs enter and leave

Smells of ground up varieties
Local and exotic
Freshly sealed for convenience
Dressed to the nines

To entice you to bring them home
An empty wallet
Before the barista
Gets the chance to greet

One blur stands out
The irrelevant ones
Remain anonymous
The one who caught my eye
Increases in resolution by the second

Blur has better defined pixels
Congregating into familiar
Facial expressions

Two orders made
One for my enjoyment
And the icebreaker

None timid
The peace offering made its way
To inexplicably supple hands

"It's been a long time."

A more contrasting painting, impossible
Cold, angry and indifferent figure
Of haunting pasts
Replaced by fatherly kindness
Was my perception that acting brush
Restoring this picture?

A smile of recognition
Absent of surprise
"It has. I have been waiting for you."

"May I join you?"

"You are always welcome at my table."

A hundred and sixty-eight months
Separate our first meeting
And the ongoing

Then,
I was a live model...